Текст и перевод песни SES - Un de Abaixo

Un de Abaixo

Compañeiro vou á guerra,
Que me levan obrigado.
As cousas que deixei abertas
Gardádemas con coidado.

Non sexa que algo se perda
Cando a miña vida corten,
Que quero ter cando morra
As miñas cousas en orde.

Non teño máis que decivos,
Son cousas moi complicadas.
Non falan máis que da patria,
E diso non comprendo nada.

Comprendo que son moi pobre,
Que mil penurias soporto;
Comprendo que hoxe estou vivo
E maña estou morto.

Dille á miña vella Antonia,
Que non puiden despedirme,
E que esqueza a cerimonia
De darmee un bico antes de irme.

Pois vou en primeira fila,
Que son o máis ignorante,
E o xefe quedou na casa
Para recrutar os que falten.

From Below

My friend I'm going to the war,
I'm compelled to go.
The things which I left unfinished
Keep them carefully.

I need everything to be in order
When my life is cut short,
And I wish to have when I die
My things in order.

I can't tell you any more,
There are things which are very complicated.
They only talk about the motherland,
And I don't understand anything about that.

I understand that I'm very poor,
That I endure a thousand hardships;
I understand that today I'm alive
And tomorrow I'm dead.

Tell my old Antonia,
That I could not say goodbye,
And that she should forget the ceremony
Of giving me a kiss before I go.

Because I'm going to be in the front row,
As I'm the most ignorant,
And the boss stayed at home
To recruit those who are missing.